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Proudly showing off his newly-leased downtown New York apartment to a couple of friends late one night, a drunk led the way to his bedroom where there was a big brass gong hanging on the wall.
"What's that big brass gong for?" one of the friend's asked.
"Issss nod a gong. Issss a talking Australian clock" he drunkenly replied.
"A talking Australian clock - seriously?"
"Yup. Hmmm (hic)."
"How's it work?", the second friend asked, squinting at it.
"Just watch" he said.
He picked up a hammer, gave the gong an 'ear-shattering bash' and stepped back.
His three mates stood looking at one another for a moment in astounded silence.
Suddenly, a Australian voice from the other side of the wall screamed,
"For f*#k's sake, you stupid **** . It's ten past three in the f*#king morning !!!"
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